A Little Bit of Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust [Closed]

[dirtyredneck]

There's been a small surge in supernatural related news in the media lately. It's only because Daryl's investigating Maria on Simon's behalf that he's even paying attention to said news. But a small story in the one of the local tabloids about a missing little girl that 'flew away' from home caught his attention. It wasn't that he normally gave such things any credence, but after reading it and the very heart-felt plea for the girl's return as quoted from the parents, Daryl thought it sounded just a little too real to be ignored. Maria could wait a few days.

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[dirtyredneck]

Daryl was getting closer and closer to said destruction with every passing moment. And Annie's racket at the door wasn't helping. Nor was her apology. He couldn't find anything about the fae easily, not himself, so he moved the pages back to one he had recognized and sat down on it, staring at Annie with a glare that he hoped adequately conveyed his desire for her to come look.

The page was open to a listing of fae known for their cursebreaking ability. Getting their help might be difficult, but if the one in the house wouldn't help, then they'd have to go to someone else. A witch, even. Just someone to remove it. And as much as Daryl might be able to track the girl's scent - or better yet, that asshole fae's - to the other realm, he didn't want to be stuck as a cat the whole time.

[anniesgonemad]

She can feel Daryl's eyes on her, and she stops, coming over towards him. "What's that?" Annie bent over to see where Daryl was perched.

"You're right- we need to get you back." Without Daryl, Annie had actually no way of driving that motorcycle back to Hillingdon. She was going to have to take a bobcat on public transportation, because she had no idea how to drive.

Reaching up, she pulled at the ends of her hair. They needed to track this girl, but they needed Daryl to be his human self again. She'd messed this up so so so bad.

[dirtyredneck]

Well, at least she seemed to have gotten the message. Now to figure out who to go to. Or how to get to the, for that matter. Thy were in Redbright territory, so plenty enough fae and their doors to the other realm were likely around. It was finding one that would be sympathetic to their cause. Or willing to do it for a price they could easily pay without getting into uncomfortable territory. That or a witch.

Unfortunately, Daryl was unable to make those choices. Simply because he couldn't vocalize his wishes in a proper manner. At this point, he had to rely on Annie.